Blow Out Lyrics
February 19, 2008 by the Editor
Filed under Pablo Honey Lyrics
In my mind
And nailed into my heels
All the time
Killing what I feel
And everything I touch
(all wrapped up in cotton wool)
(all wrapped up in sugar-coated pills)
Turns to stone
Everything I touch
(all wrapped up in cotton wool)
(all wrapped up in sugar-coated pills)
Turns to stone
I am fused
Just in case I blow out
I am glued
Just in case I crack out
And everything I touch turns to stone
Everything I touch
(all wrapped up in cotton wool)
(all wrapped up in sugar-coated pills)
Turns to stone
Lurgee Lyrics
February 19, 2008 by the Editor
Filed under Pablo Honey Lyrics
I feel better, I feel better now you’ve gone.
I got better, I got better, I got strong.
I feel better, I feel better now there’s nothing wrong.
I got better, I got better, I got strong.
Tell me something, tell me something I don’t know,
Tell me one thing, tell me one thing, let it go.
I got something, I got something heaven knows,
I got something, I got something I don’t know
I Can’t Lyrics
February 19, 2008 by the Editor
Filed under Pablo Honey Lyrics
Please forget the words that I just blurted out
It wasn’t me, it was my strange and creeping doubt
It keeps rattling my cage
And there’s nothing in this world will keep it down
Even though I might, even thought I try, I can’t
Even though I might, even thought I try, I can’t
So many things that keep, that keep me underground
So many words that I, that I can never find
If you give up on me now I’ll be gutted like I’ve never been before
And even though I might, even thought I try, I can’t
Even though I might, even thought I try, I can’t
If you give up on me now I’ll be gutted like I’ve never been before
And even though I might, even thought I try, I can’t
Even though I might, even thought I try, I can’t
Even though I might, even thought I try, I can’t
Even though I might, even thought I try, I can’t
Prove Yourself Lyrics
February 19, 2008 by the Editor
Filed under Pablo Honey Lyrics
I can’t afford to breathe in this town
Nowhere to sit with out a gun in my hand
Look back up to the cathode ray
I’m better off dead
I’m better off dead
I’m better off…
Prove yourself
Prove yourself
Prove yourself
I want to breathe, I want to grow
I say I want it, But I don’t know how
I look, I bleed, I beg and pray
I’m better off dead
I’m better off dead
I’m better off..
Prove yourself
(Why………….?)
Prove yourself
Prove yourself

